Lin Fan did not expect that Feng Qingshui was actually in the hands of the young man!
However, the young man suddenly disappeared, leaving him no time to ask about Feng Qingshui's situation.
But.
Since the young man had asked him to meet, it at least ensured that for these three days, Feng Qingshui would be safe and sound.
Thinking of this.
Lin Fan could finally feel somewhat relieved.
He did not rashly stop the young man's departure.
Because he knew that his own abilities were simply not enough to kill the young man.
Rather than putting himself in a desperate situation, it would be better to think carefully about what he could accomplish in three days.
Three days.
Only three days to consider.
Lin Fan took a deep breath, his eyes sharply focused on the direction the young man left, falling into contemplation.
Yet there was one thing he quite regretted.
That was not asking the young man's name.
